Time for Ariande and Robert's date. Hope you enjoy and please review!

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Robert picked her up near six o'clock that night. She was once again struck with how attractive the man actually was, especially in the black suit he wore with a button up white shirt, leaving the first few buttons undone. He complimented her on her own attire which consisted of a knee high strapless black dress with a white ribbon that wrapped around her waist and tied delicately in the back. A white cardigan covered her exposed shoulders. This time she went with black ballerina flats instead of the dreaded heels she had worn the night before.

"Do you like Italian?" He asked, opening the door to a large black limo, ushering for her to get in.

"I love it," she smiled. She had never been in a limo before and was in awe by how luxurious a car could really be.

"Thank you, by the way, for the flowers,"

"I'm glad you liked them," he moved himself closer to her, the heat of his body burning through her clothes.

"You don't live in America do you?" Robert suddenly asked. She eyed him with curiousity.

"What makes you think I don't?"

"Every so often, and it's something that is very hard to hear, you speak a word with a slight accent. It's very subtle suggesting that you either haven't lived in other country long, or you were originally born in a different country and moved here. My guess is that you were born here, and then left,"

"I attend a school in Paris," she hadn't even realized that an accent had trickled into her speech.

"So I was right," he smirked.

"Well you don't have to look so smug about it," she playfully punched him in the arm, chuckling.

"So what do you do for a living or are you a full time student?"

"I'm an Archite…" She stopped suddenly. What was she doing? "I mean, yeah, I'm a full time student," she prayed he wouldn't notice the slip. Apparently her prayer was denied.

"You're an architect?" He raised a surprised eyebrow.

"Well no, I mean, I might want to be someday. I like to design things, buildings, places, it's all fascinating to me," she shrugged sheepishly. Ariadne was afraid that this would be a turn off since, well, wanting to be an architect wasn't the sexiest of all career choices.

"So you are as smart as you are beautiful?" Robert brushed her cheek softly with the back of his hand, sending a shiver throughout her body.

"Do you mercilessly flatter all the women you take on dates?" She asked.

"Only when they deserve it, not that there have been many women to flatter in my life," she shrugged almost casually.

"What do you mean?" She refused to believe it was because women weren't attracted to him.

"I normally don't have time for that sort of thing and to be honest I don't find the company of brainless super-models as appealing as the many other men in similar economic situations. When you are wealthy people tend to stereotype you as greedy, self-centered, and a man who bedded many women. It's a bit ridiculous to be honest," he sighed.

"I'm sorry," she rested her head on his shoulder and held his hand with both of hers. "When you said you normally don't have time for women… Well, how do you have time for me?" she asked in a low voice.

"You are different, I make time for you," he murmured into her hair, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

When they finally arrived at the restaurant they were almost tempted to not go in. They had comfortably cuddled next to each, purely enjoying the warmth their bodies shared, the steady rise and fall of their chests which had both fallen into synchronization, and their rapid heartbeats that fluttered like the wings of a hummingbird. These simple things had them both completely relaxed and comfortable. However, the minute the door was opened for them the thought of food entered their thoughts and caused their stomachs to growl greedily. Taking each other's hands they went inside.

They were seated at a table in the shadowy corner of the room by Robert's request. Their main source of light was provided by a single candle burning happily in the center of the table. In the end Ariadne ordered a seafood pasta and Robert decided on a creamy mushroom and cheese stuffed ravioli.

"Thank you for joining me this evening. To be honest I didn't think you would come," Robert said once the waitress had left, leaving them to their own thoughts and each other.

"Why did you think that?"

"Because of how rude I was yesterday. Looking back I realized I should not have kissed you so suddenly without knowing for sure that you wanted me as much as I did you. We had barely spoken and I was moving much too fast. For that I am sorry," he apologized with sincerity.

"Please don't be sorry. I wanted you to do it and it's not as if I just stood there, I kissed you back remember?" She entwined her fingers with his, their hands resting onto the table cloth.

"Do you think we could work? You and I? I want us too, but I know these things take time and effort and while I am willing to do anything, I need to ask you if you would at least want to try," His icy eyes shimmered in the light of the small flame. There was the question, now what would be her answer? If she said yes, then she couldn't be with Arthur. If she said no, she couldn't be with Robert. It came down to who she wanted more, and deep down, she didn't know which she felt more strongly for.

"I want to, but I am unsure if I should," she admitted. Disappointment replaced his soft smile.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to tell you the truth Robert, though I'm sure you won't want to hear it," she bit her lower lip.

"I'd rather be broken by honesty than be built by lies," he told her.

"Fine," she sighed, "I don't know if I can be with you because although I like you, I like someone else too,"

"Who?"

"You've met him once, Arthur, I was with him at the airport. It's not that I care for him more then you, it's just that I don't know whom to choose," she realized how pathetic she sounded but it was too late to take back her words.

"Oh, I see. I'm not going to sit here and pretend that I don't feel jealousy at this moment, but I will say that I will wait if you wish me to. You don't have to decide tonight, I understand your predicament and I respect you for admitting it to me," he reassured her with a stunning smile. The more and more he talked and fixed his remarkable eyes on her the more she wanted him. There was something so easy yet exciting about her relationship with Robert. Arthur, on the other hand, was unpredictable and kept her on her toes at all time. All these qualities made both men equally attracted to them. The problem she faced was that when she was with Robert, she wanted him more, when she was with Arthur, she then wanted him more.

"You've left me as you sometimes do," Robert mused.

"Hmm?"

"Whenever you delve deep within your thoughts you leave the shell of your body behind. It's interesting to watch," he laughed. She blushed deep violet, embarrassed by her wandering mind.

The reason why I ended it there is because I wanted to update my story before I turned in for the night, which I need to do right now. Thus the sudden cut-off. I'll update soon, please review!